All Chapters of My Dad's Bestfriend : Chapter 251 - Chapter 260

 Sienna It took me a while to relax—for my shaky legs to behave, for my heart to stop hammering like a relentless drum. Yet that infuriating smirk on Alex's face never faded, even as he watched me slowly settle. This game? He was savoring it. Of course he was—he'd held the upper hand from the very start. I wasn't inexperienced. I'd had sex more times than I could count. But nothing—nothing—had ever come close to the way he could unravel me with just his fingers. Silver rings and all. He was clean. Too pristine, almost unholy in a way. His face screamed sanctity, yet the thoughts he stirred in me were anything but holy. Fuck—I was spiraling again. "So... do you like it?" he broke the silence, sipping his cappuccino slowly, deliberately. A sick, selfish part of me wanted to taste it—from his lips. "Like what?" "T

Sienna Calm down. You hate him. Yes, Sienna, you fucking hate him—just remember that. Only that.  But those abs... hating them seemed unfair to god—to his creation. I held my breath as he glanced at what looked like a mirror, drying his hair with one hand while holding the phone low with the other. And—if I had to describe it as best as I could—I caught a glimpse of his side, the sharp line of his waist, a teasing hint of that V, the sculpted perfection of him. The angle... it was a straight-up thirst trap, the kind that clogs your feed with stupid reels—but Alex wasn't an influencer. He didn't have to try. Just existing, he made one. Perfectly.  God! His jaw was so fucking sharp. "I almost thought you wouldn't pick up." He raised the

Sienna "It didn't look this far from there," I whispered as he led me toward the lake. Suddenly the distance seemed immense — strange, because from where we'd stood it had looked only a few steps away, as if the water were coaxing us closer. Wasn't this a weird illusion? "Places like this are confusing, Flower." He laughed softly, steadying me when I nearly slipped on a loose stone. There were too many stones here, jutting like little teeth from the earth. "Why so many rocks? I don't get it!" I asked, blinking at them. "Wish rocks," he said, taking both my hands to help me over the uneven ground. It would've been easy to fall without him, though I kept pretending I didn't need the help. "There used to be houses here. A tribe lived around the lake before they eventually moved away. They believed the water granted wishes, probably still do no matter wherever they are— so they'd write them d

Sienna  I barely noticed the room around me—his lips were on mine, stealing every breath, every thought. I only knew the door had been kicked open and then my back hit the bed, legs locked around his hips, his body pressing me down as he kissed me like the world was ending. I was drowning in him—his scent, his breath, his taste, his touch. My head was filled with Alex, and judging by the way I was moaning his name, he was going to fill much more of me with something entirely of him. Fuck beating around the bush—he was going to fuck me. Breathless, we broke apart. He sat up, tugging my top open, unhooking my bra with a swift flick and tossing it aside. I reached for his t-shirt, desperate to strip him bare, but he caught my wrists, pinning them above my head as he pushed me back on the bed, under his mercy. Moonlight spilled through the window, catching in

Sienna He'd shifted us—again. I'd lost count. And finally, after what felt like half the night passing in a blink, Alexander came. That memory... I couldn't shake it, even as I stood by the window, letting the fresh air brush against me. Nothing could erase how his face contorted, how he let out that soft, ragged breath, how he heaved, pupils dilated, growling, "Fuck, Sienna." And with him coming apart, I'd come apart too. It was... unnerving. He felt too good to be real. Things that beautiful didn't last. I wasn't lucky like Mom and Dad, who had found love, fought for it, and stayed. My biggest fear had always been... never experiencing something that magical. That probably explained why I'd settled for Ryatt—desperate, thinking I'd never find anything better. And now, this—Alex—was magical. But it was terrifying. Fleeting. There was no way I could ever f